Chapter 202 (1/2)

Chapter 202: Chapter 202: A Boat on a lake

The South Lake was very big, and it was a reservoir.

The South Lake was close to a big mountain, and this mountain was the back of the mountain where Qingfeng Temple was located.

They were going to pull the boat into the water today, So Ning Fei chose to drive over.

The water quality of the South Lake was decent, but it was surrounded by weeds. It seemed that no one had come for a long time.

Everyone in the village knew that the South Lake could not catch fish.

The waters here were very strange. There were no fish on the shore, but some could be seen in the middle of the reservoir, but it wasn’t easy to catch.

Moreover, there were streams and reservoirs near the village, and there were a lot of fish. No one wanted to come to the South Lake, so the South Lake was abandoned here.

However, Ning Fei liked this lake very much.

They could see the South Lake when they walked down from the mountain behind Qingfeng Temple.

“The fish in the south lake are very delicate and very difficult to catch!”

Ning Fei carried the wooden boat to the lakeside and said to everyone.

“That’s why very few people come here.”

Ning Fei placed the wooden boat on the shore. First, he found a piece of red paper and spread it on the ground. Then, he lit a candle on it.

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This was called the water sacrifice god.

The customs of new boats entering the water varied from place to place. Fishermen who relied on the water for a living cared more about the ceremony of entering the water. They believed in the blessing of nature and respected nature even more.

Lighting candles was a tradition here. Candles were made of wax that was easy to burn. If a candle was not extinguished during the burning process, it meant that it was suitable to go into the water today.

Ning Fei looked at the candle burning on the red paper and then looked at the peaceful surface of the South Lake. He was very relaxed.

This was a pure land that no one disturbed.

“This lake looks so peaceful!”

The netizens were watching the live broadcast and chatting.

“Yeah, I feel that there is no movement on the surface of the lake.”

“But there are too many weeds around.”

“Why did Abbey Dean Ning Light a candle? Why didn’t I Understand?”

“That is the water sacrifice god. The customs of different places are different. If it was a big boat, there would be a big celebration. They would pour pig heads, beef, and mutton into the river. If it was a small wooden boat, it would just be a formality.”

“I see. It looks very magical.”

The candle burned quietly. The flame was very steady and did not jump at all. It burned until it was extinguished in a pool of wax oil.

“It’s a peaceful day.”

Ning Fei said with a smile.

Then, Ning Fei buried the red paper underground and put the wooden boat into the lake bit by bit.

The wooden boat floated on the surface of the water. The body of the boat swayed slightly.

This was a very important step.

Ning Fei stepped onto the boat and stood on the boat. He carefully looked at the cabin to see if there was a leak.

“It looks good. Let’s try it in the lake.”

There was no trace of a leak in the wooden boat. Ning Fei nodded in satisfaction. Then, he put the fishing gear and bucket on the boat, picked up the boat’s pole, stepped on the stern, and pushed the boat away.

This scene was very cool.

In the live broadcast, the South Lake was like a mirror. There was a Taoist dressed in Taoist clothes on it, and he was pushing a small boat away.

The action of pushing the boat was very slow.

Using the boat’s pole to push the boat, the speed could not be too fast. It had to be pushed slowly and slowly, bit by bit, to push the boat further away.

Lowering the pole and pulling back the pole, Ning Fei’s action was elegant and steady.

Ning Fei stood at the stern of the boat and controlled the direction of the boat. The boat paddled the water and drifted forward on the lake.

The reflection of the boat could be clearly seen in the lake water.

In the drone footage, the netizens saw that the lake was the middle line. There was a Taoist priest at the bottom of the lake and on the surface of the lake pushing the boat. For a moment, they could not tell which side was the real world.

“It’s so beautiful!”

“I really love this scene.”

“This ancient feeling is too great.”

“If there was another melodious ancient music, it would be perfect.”

“I want to take a screenshot of this scene as a wallpaper!”

“This style is really stunning to me.”

The Mist on the lake had not dispersed yet. Ning Fei pushed the boat through the mist, giving off a feeling of being surrounded by an immortal aura.

It was as if he was floating in the air, as if he had become an immortal. This was probably what it felt like.